Chapter 84 The Power of Sword Cultivator
The person who came was wearing a moon-white robe, a Confucian scarf on his head, and a sword sheath hanging on his waist. His face was gentle and elegant. He was none other than Zhuo Bufan, a disciple of the Alchemy Lineage!
The Changhong missed the target and rolled back in the air, floating beside Zhuo Bufan, making a clanging sound.
“Light-fixing sword!”
Liang Yan was horrified. All his previous doubts were clear the moment he saw Zhuo Bufan.
"So that's it, Senior Brother Zhuo is really good at calculating!"
"Haha!"
Zhuo Bufan smiled slightly and said: "Junior Brother, I'm overly complimentary. In fact, I admire Junior Brother so much that I never expected that he would even The 'Zhoutian Reversal Formation' is actually I can’t trap you. If anyone dares to say that my junior brother is not a rare genius in a thousand years, I, Zhuo, will be the first to refuse! Oh, what a pity for such a talented person!”
He said it was a pity, but the implication was that Liang Yan was regarded as a dead person.
Liang Yan reached out and touched the wound on his left arm, barely stopping the bleeding, and said with a wry smile: "I guess there are no seven tests at all. The only way to get here is through the killing array. That’s it?”
Zhuo Bufan smiled and said nothing, acquiescing to this matter.
Liang Yan glanced at his head again and asked: "So you are using me to break the formation, is the purpose of the treasure here? Is it the iron book?"
Zhuo Bufan followed his gaze and looked at the iron book suspended in mid-air, and murmured to himself Said: "You mean that Haoran Iron Scroll? No, no, no, although this Haoran Iron Scroll is also a rare treasure, it is not something I can activate now. All I want is the "Haoran Sword Code" engraved on it. ."
As he spoke, his face showed a look of fanaticism that he had never seen before.
“Huh, Yixing Pavilion is so huge, and there is only one copy of "Luochen Sword Art" in Chuan Gong Pavilion. I am thankful to be able to practice it to the sword embryo stage. How could I, Zhuo Bufan, be so talented? In this three-foot shoal, the "Haoran Sword Code" on the iron scroll was left by Patriarch Yixing. It is said that it can be cultivated to the golden elixir stage, and it was tailor-made for me!"
After hearing this, Liang Yan said solemnly: "Isn't your uncle the elder of the cabinet? Is there anything in this sect that we can't ask for from him? We have to use our own tricks to get it."
"You don't Got it!”
Zhuo Bu Fan shook his head and said: "The three things here were left by the founder of Yixing Pavilion. Although they are not earth-shattering treasures, they are related to the fate of the sect and cannot be used easily."
But what he said He looked stern again Said: "My uncle is also old and confused. I am so talented, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the hope of the sect in the next hundred years. He actually uses this set of rules on me. Hehe, it is like this, no wonder I personally Come and get it.”
Liang Yan nodded after hearing this and said: "So now as long as I die, you can blame all the blame on me, and you 'happened' to pass by and killed the traitor's meritorious disciple?"
He deliberately emphasized the word "coincidence" very hard, but Zhuo Bufan just smiled and said: "I will arrange everything after your death clearly, so I don't need Junior Brother Liang to worry about it for me."< br>
As soon as Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, Liang Yan had already jumped up from the ground. At the same time, he was pressing the spell in his hand, and a black wooden stick flew out from the storage bag and fell into his hand.
Liang Yan held the stick in both hands and swept it towards Zhuo Bufan Tianling Gai. Although he has never fought with a sword cultivator, he has watched Zhuo Bufan's moves and knows that his flying sword attack is unstoppable. Only by striking first can he have a chance to win.
Liang Yan had to temper his physical body with Hungry Kung Fu, and his explosive power was several times stronger than pure physical training at the same level. Seeing that the stick was so powerful and heavy that it reached his forehead almost instantly, Zhuo Bufan remained calm and held his right hand up in front of him to make a sword gesture.
The fixed lightsaber was like a hungry beast. After a loud roar in the air, it turned into a ray of silvery moonlight and disappeared.
Although Liang Yan is only at the fifth level of qi training, he has fought many life-and-death battles and experienced life and death many times since he entered the monastic life, and he has unknowingly developed the intuition to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Zhuo Bufan felt a life-and-death crisis as soon as he performed the sword technique, and his body spontaneously twisted to the left. "Pfft!"
A moon-white light brushed against his lower abdominal dantian. Liang Yan subconsciously reached out and touched it, only to see that his entire palm was stained red with blood. Then he looked down and saw a thick long wound across his right waist. The skin and flesh on it were rolled up and blood was flowing out.
At this moment, he was shocked to feel a heartbreaking pain, his steps staggered, and the astonishing stick had been deflected, landing half an inch beside Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan looked calm, without any trace of panic. He tiptoed a little to the ground and stepped back three feet in a fluttering manner. Then with a sword seal, the moon-white light slowly dispersed in mid-air, revealing the flying sword body inside again.
He was in mid-air, stretched out his hand and pointed at Liang Yan. The fixed light sword circled back in mid-air and slashed at Liang Yan from behind.
The sword was incredibly fast, drawing a residual rainbow in the air, like a white moonlight, and at the same time emitting a sharp sword cry.
Liang Yan's ears twitched, and the hair behind him exploded. Although he had no time to turn his head to look at the flying sword, he also knew that this sword was very powerful. As long as he touched the sword with a little light, it would be a sight of blood and flesh flying everywhere. .
In the crisis, he turned around and leaned back, keeping his feet on the ground, and fell straight backwards, using a move called "Iron Banqiao" in secular martial arts.
At the same time, he raised his right hand and swung the Nine Dragon Stick in his hand into the air, trying to block the fixed lightsaber.
"Pfft!"
There was no sound like the clash of swords and sticks that Liang Yan had expected. Instead, it was like a knife cutting tofu. The fixed lightsaber only paused for a moment before swiping across the Nine Dragon Stick, cutting it silently. Cut into two pieces without interest.
“What!”
Liang Yan was extremely horrified. Since he got the Nine Dragon Stick, it has accompanied him in many battles and has repeatedly performed extraordinary feats. Liang Yan had already experienced its sturdiness. Unexpectedly, the fixed lightsaber cut the Nine Dragon Stick into two pieces with just one cut in the air.
But fortunately, the Ding lightsaber was also slightly blocked by the Nine-Dragon Stick, and its forward direction was slightly off by half an inch, almost grazing Liang Yan's chest.
Liang Yan rolled on the ground and stood up again, holding two broken Nine Dragon Sticks and gasping for air.
"Huh? I didn't expect that Junior Brother Liang's cultivation at the fifth level of Qi training actually has some skills."
Zhuo Bufan looked at Liang Yan in slight surprise. Since he entered the swordsmanship, if In terms of fighting skills, he has already surpassed monks of the same level. In recent years, in order to advance to the "Sword Embryonic Stage" in the future, he has suppressed his cultivation to consolidate his foundation.
Even though he has not yet passed the second threshold of the Qi refining stage, if he is fighting alone, as long as the opponent has not established a foundation, he will not be afraid of even a monk at the ninth level of Qi refining.
To deal with monks whose cultivation level is not as good as his, they are all killed with one sword. There has never been anyone like Liang Yan who, with the fifth level of Qi training, has taken two swords and fought back. No fatalities.
He was surprised, but he didn't know that Liang Yan was also in a state of turmoil! He has mastered the magical powers of Buddhism and Confucianism, and can almost defeat monks of the same level. Even Nangong Xiaomei and Fan Xunmei, who are at the seventh level of Qi training, are no match for him.
Therefore, although he knew the power of sword cultivators, he was conceited of the wonders of the "Twin Fish Formation". Even if his realm was two levels lower, he secretly thought that he should be able to fight equally. Little did he know that the opponent had only one sword, and he could only stab and slash with just two swords, and he almost lost his life!
(End of this chapter)